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An Le was originally immersed in the joy of cutting leeks... ahem, a good harvest.

Looking at the numbers such as "+2" and "+3" that pop up on the panel from time to time, even if you don't do anything, you will feel happy.

Suddenly feeling the stimulation of a strange atmosphere, interrupting this beautiful dream time, An Le looked at the person behind him with a little dissatisfaction.

This glance was no small matter.

There is surging ghost power in the eyes, deep and cold.

In addition, the original sins of those guests have just been absorbed, and the beautiful color blocks appear.

For a moment, these eyes seem to have a halo of light and land, like a deep vortex, which can attract and devour a person's soul, and be eroded by those violent and chaotic original sins.

At this moment, the store manager seemed to be in the deep sea thousands of meters below.

Everything in the world is isolated from him, and he keeps falling in the darkness without light, sound, and temperature.

All desires are magnified, making him greedy and tyrannical.

Thirst to eat, long to sleep, long to mate...

However, this desire seems to be unsatisfied no matter what, leaving only deep emptiness and despair in the end.

Not getting what you want is the greatest pain in the world.

The man stood there blankly, and when he came back to his senses again, he immediately looked at An Le with extremely terrified eyes, and quickly took two steps back.

Seeing Xu Sanlai's eyes widened, the store manager who sells Youyinghua liquid is unfathomable, and he is one of the most difficult people to mess with in the black market.

And even he was taken aback by this boss?

Xu Sanlai's evaluation of An Le was raised two or three notches again.

oh?

An Le withdrew her gaze, but was slightly curious about the man's aura.

Judging from his experience, there is no doubt that this power can only be possessed by fog believers.

'Mist sect...that's an old friend. '

An Le smiled slightly, held the small statue in his hand, and released an aura that belonged exclusively to the Misty Sect.

And as soon as he smelled the pure power of the mist, the store manager, who had just recovered from the emptiness, immediately changed his face and knelt down on one knee, making a face that seemed to belong to the inside of the Misty Sect. salute posture.

"The villain is ignorant, I don't know if the adults are here in person, please forgive me."

Xu Sanlai next to him was a little numb.

Why did this group of people have such violent reactions when they saw this boss one by one, as if they had seen some great personage?

But Xu Sanlai also realized that maybe the word "like" is inappropriate, this boss... "is" a great big shot!

An Le was also a little surprised by this man's reaction.

Don't the Misty Cultists in this place need to hide it?

It seems that revealing your identity is not a big deal.

If you think about it carefully, it is true.

In the abandoned city, apart from the beliefs of the Hui Sect, which are somewhat sensitive, other sects can be said to be flourishing and contending. There are all kinds of weird beliefs, and there are not a few religions that are bloodier, crueler and anti-human than the Misty Sect.

The Misty Cult was shouted and beaten by everyone in other cities, fleeing like street rats.

But it may not be the case in the abandoned city.

An Le said calmly, "Why don't we go in and talk about it?"

Following the store manager into the store, the stronger and stronger fragrance penetrated into the tip of the nose suddenly.

It can be seen that the shop is actually a small workshop, with many instruments for purification and extraction, and a lot of Youying flower liquid in the jars behind.

It looks like a stock reserved for certain people.

And next to these extracted flower liquids, An Le was finally able to see the so-called Youying Flower.

Its color is not as strong as the flower liquid, but it is lavender and emits a faint fluorescence, hence the name.

The size of a single flower is very exaggerated, fully the size of an adult's head—perhaps it is a breed that has undergone special mutations.

There are many petals, some are curled up, some are stretched, and they are clustered together.

From the appearance point of view, it is really good-looking.

If you look closely, you can still find many fine spots on the petals.

As the light and shadow change, those spots will shift from time to time.

If you sweep over it in a hurry, it seems that countless fish eggs are piled up there, sticking together into a ball, and occasionally wriggling twice, giving people an indescribable discomfort.

If you just look at the appearance, it is really hard to imagine that this kind of flower can easily drag people into the abyss.

At this time, the store manager had already adjusted his mood, but the psychological shadow just now was not so easy to fade away. He took a cautious look at Anle and asked:

"My lord, I wonder if you are here this time?"

"Actually, I just happened to pass by here, not a native of the abandoned city, so I wanted to find out if there are any similar people here, and I happened to run into you."

An Le knew that there was a high probability that his identity as a foreigner would not be hidden from the eyes of the store manager.

After all, even Xu Sanlai could see this.

Since he couldn't hide it, he might as well confess it himself, and maybe gain the other party's trust by doing so.

as expected.

Hearing this, the store manager continued with a relieved and relaxed expression on his face.

"So that's what's going on. I understand. Then, my lord... do you want to contact the bishop in the city?"

There are not a few Misty Cultists who come to the abandoned city from other places every year.

However, the store manager will not change his attitude because of this. In the Misty Sect, it has always been the concept that the strong come first.

The deeper the degree of control over the fog, the higher the status in the church.

Even if he is just an outsider, he should not be underestimated.

As far as the store manager felt, the foggy aura from An Le was at least above the level of the gray-robed bishop.

"That's exactly what I mean." An Le responded.

"However, my status in the sect is low, and I cannot know the whereabouts of the bishops."

"Usually, they are the only ones who contact me unilaterally, but I know that there is a gathering belonging to the believers that will be held recently. If you don't mind, you might as well take part in this gathering."

"I see."

An Le responded lightly, and at the same time turned around and continued to look at the Youying flower exuding a seductive aura.

The store manager is also a good person, and he saw his potential meaning at a glance, and said quickly: "My lord, are you interested in them? If so, I can give you some for free."

"There are some."

An Le responded as if nothing had happened.

The store manager cursed secretly in his heart, but still said: "Please wait a moment."

Saying that, he hurried to the Youying Flower Liquid in the jar.

"correct."

An Le said bluntly, "Can you bring me two of this kind of flowers?"

That demeanor is like picking in your own shop.

His idea is simple.

——For evil and crooked ways like the Misty Sect, there is no need to talk about morals, even if they are deceived.

Not to mention, this Youying flower is also a harmful thing.

'I am eliminating harm for the people. '

An Le thought without guilt.

The store manager's face became more and more painful, but he still said respectfully: "Okay, please wait a moment."

Xu Sanlai stood aside, looking out of place, almost like an outsider, unable to get in the words, the shock in his heart was overwhelmed.

He never thought that the flower shop manager You Ying, who was almost uncompromising in the black market, would actually obey this man and dare not even say a word of disobedience. This was indeed the sun coming out from the west.

After a while.

The store manager packed the Youying flower liquid and flowers, and handed them to Anle with great reluctance. The hand holding them trembled slightly.

"Thank you so much."

An Le smiled, and took them away without any hesitation, and put them into the space relic. A set of movements was done in one go, which made people sigh—why are you so proficient!

By the way, at the moment when the two of them were skin to skin, An Le stretched out his tentacles and extracted some original sins from the store manager.

Since we want to gather wool, we must follow through to the end.

[Filthy sanity +3! 】

[Filthy sanity +4! 】

After extracting more than half of the arrogance and greed, the store manager's expression was immediately a little confused, or...peaceful?

It seemed that the worldly desires were following him away.

To put it simply, it is to become quite Buddhist.

He thought, what's the point of this Youying flower liquid?

It's just a little money, if you give it away, you will give it away. Can't you earn more in the future?

The store manager also told him quite honestly: "My lord, Youying Flower Liquid is extremely powerful, so please don't try it lightly."

Anle naturally follows goodness.

He had no intention of using the Youying flower liquid himself, and he thought of developing some other uses because it could inspire the original sin in the depths of the human soul.

For example, on the enemy?

In this way, the enemy's madness, memory and even desire will become the food for peace and become a stepping stone for his feet.

Wait until An Le leaves the shop.

The store manager just recovered from that dazed state, he hurried out of the store door, grabbed Xu Sanlai who was left by An Le and asked.

"My lord, how much do you know about him?"

At this time, his tone was no longer as gentle and respectful as before when he faced An Le, but was as cold as a wild wolf, with a rusty bloody smell.

This is actually the true face of this man.

Only when he meets a high-ranking person like An Le, will he reveal that disguise.

But for Xu Sanlai, the store manager will not be so amiable.

'I can't handle him, can't I handle you? '

Xu Sanlai's hairs stood on end and he broke out in a cold sweat. Of course he knew that the other party was a murderer without blinking an eye.

On weekdays, you have to be careful when you see each other.

He was about to cry, but he also guessed that he was being angered.

The current situation is extremely dangerous for him, and if he is not careful, it will be a tragedy of killing people.

Xu Sanlai said quickly: "I don't know, I don't know anything! I just saw him at the market today, and I haven't caught anything yet!"

"However, he just went to Granny Spider's shop with me and made an appointment for a gene enhancer. He will definitely come back in a week."

The store manager calmed down a little, let go of his hand and said, "Tell me everything from the time you met him to the present."

Xu Sanlai naturally did not dare to disobey his wishes, and said: "Before I..."

*****

soon.

An Le left the black market and returned to the apartment where Lin Jin's mother and daughter lived.

When he came home, Chen Sisi was leaning in Lin Jin's arms, pointing at a picture book, as if teaching her daughter how to read and write.

Faced with An Le who came home suddenly, the two did not panic, but showed relaxed eyes.

In the eyes of the mother and daughter, An Le has unknowingly become a trustworthy person.

"You're back."

"Um."

"Is the mission dangerous?"

"It's actually not bad."

"Should I prepare to cook? I learned a new dish today."

"..."

Between the question and the answer, there was a faint sense of warmth.

In the abandoned city, even such a small amount of warmth is precious, which makes An Le feel a little better.

Compared with the intrigue in the black market, he still prefers this simple and warm feeling.

I An Le have always wanted to live a peaceful life!

In fact, An Le has always liked this peaceful atmosphere.

It's just that every time not too long, the peaceful life will be interrupted by a sudden external force, pushing him step by step to become what he is now.

After seeing the fresh ingredients that An Le brought out, the little girl was very excited, hugged his waist directly, and cheered happily.

"Okay! We have something delicious today!"

Looking at the little girl's smile, An Le felt warm in her heart.

*****

While An Le was enjoying a peaceful life.

Miki Montenegro, who was busy dealing with affairs, received an unexpected piece of news.

"Has Ruins No. 3 fallen?"

This glamorous Yujie pursed her red lips, raised her left leg and put it on top of her right leg, her skirt moved up two points, and the black stockings were even more alluring.

But she herself was unaware of this, and just showed a pensive expression.

It is said that serious men are the most handsome. In fact, serious women also have unique charms.

However, the man who reported the information in front of her didn't dare to look up, but just stared at her feet, afraid of seeing something she shouldn't see.

As one of the few male subordinates of Miki Montenegro, without this kind of awareness, it is impossible to live to this day.

"Have you found out who did it?"

"Not yet, but it should not be the work of other companies."

"What about the people we put there? Didn't they report?"

"No, according to the information we have received... they are all still alive, but they no longer obey the company's orders and commands."

The man said cautiously.

Montenegro Meiji frowned: "They rebelled?"

"It's not so much a betrayal, it's more like a part of my thinking that has been distorted, similar to... a method of hypnosis?

"And some of the people we sent in the past also joined the opponent's team."

Hearing this, Miki Montenegro was really surprised.

Such a large-scale hypnotic ability is not something ordinary people can possess.

And it happens at this juncture.

It's hard not to suspect that there's something tricky about it.

After hesitating for a moment, the man finally said: "According to the information I got, this is probably related to Lord Hui."

"Huijiao?"

Montenegro Meiji's expression changed slightly, looking at the scene outside the French window, she had a premonition in her heart.

The ruined capital is going to be chaotic.

It’s the season of the white album again—by ​​the way, not many people know about this meme, right?